Calm Down (Explicit) - Busta Rhymes (布斯塔·瑞恩)/Eminem (埃米纳姆)
Turn my mic up
Turn my mic up
Ayo calm down n**ga
Steady on the left ayo calm down n**ga
Steady on the right ayo calm down n**ga
Steady on the left f**k it blackout n**gas
Oh my lord
Know when the cats get down
Sprinkle the ash you ll get your a** kicked pow
Frown while I sh*t on your crown
Skip town grounds will appear on the king cash cow
Do I make 'em say 'wow's trip ow bow
I sit with the pound click pow
Blow click click pow click pow
Stop traffic dropping them classics flip now
b**ches I am making them skip with thou
Art you don not really want that when I growl
Let me come let me come and mop up the knock offs
When I pop off I never stop cause
What we do come through you better lock doors pause
The wolves wanna eat be by they lock jaws
No need to cook up the coke you see me chop raw
And if you ain not have enough
What in the fat fishes of a phenomenal Fahrenheit gen
F**k is going on back with the beat and the raps is callous
Bang on another song I mma have these n**gas nervous
And clipping they nails and dribbling in wetness
And nibble them like sunflower seed shell
See these skills got my weight up heavy like three whales
And I sh*t on ishamels til the speakers fell into the w**d smell
n**ga your tree fell see how they twitter Facebook and instagramming on email
Talking I am sick and I got them shook banging on retail until they cripple
See I cook like I am slanging a w**d sale
And I triple gram and whoop em and drag 'em like females
Oh see well these n**gas already know the way that
I f**k sh*t up minus the details
The case is shut your b**ch remind me of my replacement
But kind of an ancient slut
Her stomach down like she was a basement f**k
Swell up this sh*t like I am sticking sticks in their gut
So graciously ungraciously I painfully wake n**gas up
Ragdolling these n**gas and attack them like apes in the cut
I am waiting for the taking while I break n**gas neck like a bracelet f**k
It is kinda like me having a case in the truck and drinking til
I am blasted
All ratchet and racing keeping over em blacking
Until I am leaving em stuck
I got em happier than a child in a park chasing a duck
When I am chasing a buck it is funny n**gas be chasing they luck
I be lacing them up like boots when I am pushing they face in
The mud ahh
Missiles I fling while I spit live wire til this sh*t circling back around
With more fire for me to melt the brake's surface and back the sound
While I light up sh*t that I toss
I quit worshiping gods look around
It's certain this sh*t splatters click paint that ll make em scatter
Shameful the way I shatter split sh*t apart it does not matter rip
Your head up off your shoulders bullets bigger than a boulder
Break em and they know that it is a classic